Still believing all the stories that you told me
Driving down the 405, I should be anything but lonely
Can't forget all of the nights you would disown me
Made it hard to settle into you on the nights that you'd hold me

Guess I'm a fool for thinking a boy like me could love you too
With these clay-stained hands, I'm a fool for thinking like I do

Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you

Heavy steering wheel and paint all on my t-shirt
All the simple things in life, I could not seem to get used to
What you call a man who's running from the future?
Scared of things that don't yet exist, young, dumb, or stupid? I'm a fool

For thinking a boy like me could love you too
With these mud-stained jeans, I'm a fool for thinking like I do

Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you

Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you
Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you